I was such a lonely person And I had no distraction I put on a face For other’s satisfaction My friends were fake Was I a mistake? And my name Is Eleanor Rigby.
I am lost Floating in a tin can There’s no hope for survival When people hear my words My mind is gone My mind is scattered like the stars Still, My eyes shine as bright as the sun My heart feels blue And there’s nothing you can do And my name Is Major Tom
Music is my soul I am an eighth note Bouncing along a musical staff The guitar strings intertwine with my heart strings I’ve got punk rocker vibes I jam I twist I shout And my name Is Sheena
He loves me The way he looks at me In the moment I mean everything His thoughts He’s confessed And my name Is Eileen
My support is endless My love life brought me down But my friends lift me up When I found my one My friends supported me And my name Is Jude
Take off the mask Remove the disguise Who am I? You’re in for a surprise I am the fixer. The lover. The keeper. I am the ballet dancer Graceful, yet vulnerable I am 13, wide-eyed And naive I am 30, dealing with more Than a kid should Ever see
As time passes You discover yourself Become one with yourself Love yourself Or hate yourself
As time passes You grow Into a brand new being As time passed It’s almost as if My brain said, “I’ll have sadness With a bit of Happy on the side.”
But that has passed. Time Has passed. My brain is Eating up that Happy side dish like There’s no tomorrow. Now I smile like I don’t care. I live in a world So unaware Of what lies ahead And sometimes Of what fell behind And my name Is **Sarah.